The Czukor / Phelps
Real Estate Team of Real Living 1st Choice Realty
True Stories from Agents
August 2012- As relayed by David Phelps
I told a story the other night that really helped someone out. As some of you know, we also have a separate property management company. A tenant called frantically one morning to inform us that she had witnessed the worst raccoon fight ever on top of the pool's screen enclosure at 3 AM. It was very violent and while the raccoons had been up on the enclosure previously, it was never anything like this.
After some research, we noticed that the raccoons were getting up onto the enclosure by way of a tree. We purchased a raccoon repellant that was loaded with cayenne pepper and sprinkled it all around the base of the tree. The tenant never saw the raccoons again!
July 2012- As relayed by David Phelps
This is not really a story but rather an observation. For the last few years I have noticed an increasing trend of fake alligators on pool decks when I visit properties. Some are small and some are large. I simply chalked up these alligators to being decor relevant to our environment. At one house recently where an Owner was home I commented on his plastic predator. He informed me that it was the best $30.00 that he ever spent. His alligator statue effectively kept raccoons from visiting his pool at night. Apparently pool stores have caught onto this and now routinely stock them.
June 2012- As relayed by David Phelps
About 10 years I sold a house in Tamarac. On the day of the inspection I showed up promptly at 9 AM to open up the house for the inspector. Ralph, the inspector complimented my appearance and likened me to a Senator as I was dressed very formally that day. I actually only had a few moments to open the door for Ralph and then I had to be on my way for other appointments. My schedule that day was full.
I had been told that the house was vacant. I knocked and there wasn't a sound. When I opened the door however, a huge Saint Bernard barrelled past us followed by a cat. Since I've never held a cat in my life I asked Ralph to catch it. I then set off after the dog.
I ran down the street at full gallop with my tie waving furiously over my right shoulder. It took me passing 9 houses before I caught up to that dog. Luckily the run wore him out and we both walked back to the house with my hand firmly around his collar. Since it was July my shirt was now soaked.
One hour later we finally caught the cat.
May 2012- As relayed by David Phelps
On a beautiful afternoon I showed one of my clients and a group of his family members a condo. We arrived on time and before reaching the front door we could hear loud music coming from inside the unit. Really loud music. My knocks and door bell ringing proved to be fruitless. I had been advised that the Owner would be home to show us the unit so I simply figured that the music was so loud that she could not hear me.
After many attempts to get someone to answer the door I finally used the lockbox on the door to gain access. Upon opening the door I really noticed how loud the music. My attention quickly switched when I noticed someone laying on the couch. Of course the worst thoughts possible enter your mind as you really believe that no one could possibly be sleeping in all of this racket.
I slowly approached the person. It appeared to be a woman in her 20’s. Not wanting to spook her I said hello several times from about a foot away but she did not stir. Luckily I could see a wisp of yarn near her mouth from a blanket that covered her move to indicate she was breathing. Whew! But now what?
I asked the family members who had patiently waited outside to please come in very quietly. They respectfully looked around very quickly and exited. While they did, I stayed very close to the couch in case our host awoke. I really did not want her to be startled in any way.
After we all exited and I locked the unit back up, my clients left. On my way back to my office, my cell phone rang with a very irritated woman on the other end of the line. After identifying myself, she breathlessly asked me when I would be finally showing up to show her home as she hated Realtors who were late. She found it to be very unprofessional when agents were late or just didn’t show up at all. I assured her that I had indeed showed up and showed the unit. I told her the whole story. As you can imagine, she did not believe me and relayed that to me in no uncertain terms and then……. I heard her let out a gasp. At that moment she came across my business card which I left on her dining room table. She couldn’t believe it. I actually talked to her for most of my ride back to the office and by the end we were laughing.
It just goes to show that you never know what’s behind the door………...